My love,
Where shall we start?
You're the knowing architect.
The author,
Painter of my passion,
Maestro of our sensual symphony.
Go ahead,
Map me out.
Map out my entire body with your prowess.
Map out our inner landscape.
Make me yours through your mastery.
Oh baby,
I love how you look at me.
Truly,
Deeply,
Wonderfully.
Knowingly,
Making me quiver with your quill.
Making love to me with your fingertips as you draw them across my skin.
Baby,
It's as if we're making art with each touch,
Each caress of my body.
You're making art and we're becoming art together.
Through your brush and my colors and our canvas.
Yeah.
Baby,
Your tongue feels like the finest stroke gliding over the canvas of my body.
Unleashing sacred fountains of life and pleasure.
Oh yeah,
Baby,
That's because you see right through me.
As if I'm a watercolor,
A passion granting the intensity you desire.
You see the core of me.
You see my truth.
There's nothing I want to hide from you.
Baby in your presence,
I spill open.
Splash of my deepest hues,
My moody indigos,
My sensual joltones,
My tender pastels,
My portrait of passion.
I want to give all of me to you,
My full emotional prism.
All.
All of me.
All of my magnificent facets and illustrious shades of me blending with yours,
Creating something uniquely ours.
Oh,
Love,
It is poetic to feel your gaze linked on me.
Filling me with your verse,
Unspoken but thoroughly felt.
Like you're turning the pages as we're creating the pages of an epic work of romance.
Your literature of love,
The story of us is being fashioned through my arousal,
Through your unbridled desires.
As we passionately create page by page,
Kiss by kiss,
Touch by touch.
Oh,
Baby,
Yeah.
You're definitely the director of this great love story,
Of this living theater of pleasure,
Making me do what you want,
Making my body respond the way you want it to,
Making me yours in this eternal moment of now,
Making my desire the masterpiece of our amorous embrace.
Baby,
You take my breath away in suspense and in anticipation,
Gripping me wildly,
Fervently.
Baby,
It's you.
It's always you.
It's only you.
Receiving everything that I got and giving it back to me.
Yeah,
Just the way I like.
Amplifying me,
Soaring through the rush,
Climaxing together,
Letting the next chapter,
The next chapter unfolds.
Baby,
A happy ending indeed.
